Title: Wuthering Heights

Author: naven

E-mail: naven-at-gmx.at

Category: General, Romance

Rating: PG-13

Spoilers: SS/PS, CoS, PoA, GoF, OotP

Summary: Harry gets a birthday present from Hagrid, only Draco knows what it can do.

Disclaimer: This story is based on characters created and owned by J.K. Rowling and various publishers. No money is being made.

Thanks to zalil for making me read and write slash and for being my personal secretary :)

Warning: This story contains slash and if you don't know what I'm talking about, you'd better leave.

Chapter 1: Another Year

In the middle of the night the famous Harry Potter was sitting alone in his little room. He could have done everything he wanted, for example seeing his best friends Ron and Hermione, his Firebolt just waited to be used. But he didn't want to. He just didn't want to look into their eyes and see their pity for him, he didn't want pity from anyone, he had no use for it. It could neither bring Sirius back nor help him in any way. Nothing could help him. He had to accept that the person he had loved like he would have loved his own father was gone and would never come back.

Sometimes Harry wondered if he would be able to be with his parents and Sirius if he died, but he knew that killing himself was no solution.

He had to face it all, even if it was painful which it definitely was. He knew that he couldn't hide forever.

In a few minutes he would be sixteen years old, it was five to midnight, the next day would be his birthday, a day that the Dursleys had always ignored.

But he knew that his friends wouldn't ignore it. He hadn't seen Hedwig for several days, he supposed that he had gone to get a present from Hermione, who didin't have an owl of her own, she just had a cat. The cat that helped Sirius to get in contact with Harry Again he had to think of his godfather whose death was Harry's fault.

Harry thought of his third year at Hogwarts when he had discovered who Sirius was, but then he was interrupted by the noise of an owl's beak knocking against glass. He turned to look at the clock, although he exactly knew how late it was. He stood up and opened the window through which five owls came in. One of them was Hedwig, one was Pigwidgeon, two of them were owls from Hogwarts and the last one he didn't know.

As he knew who had sent the first three owls, he decided to open the letter that the owl he didn't know carried first. He opened it and saw that it was from Lupin, Sirius' best friend after Harry's father had died.

He had written:

Dear Harry,

I want to wish you a happy birthday, even though I know that you're having a hard time.

My present for you isn't really a present from me. It belonged to Sirius and I know he wanted you to have it. It's a drawing of you as a baby with your parents,

Sirius has always been a good drawer, the best of us.

I really hope that you are not too unhappy, he wouldn't want you to be unhappy.

I hope that we will meet soon, maybe at headquarters if you want to come there.

Yours sincerely, Remus Lupin

Harry took the roll that the owl carried and sat down on his bed. He looked at the drawing for ten minutes, spending every second thinking of Sirius.

He nearly had to cry, so he put it away and took the letter that Hedwig had carried. As he had guessed, it was from Hermione.

Dear Harry,

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

I really hope you're fine. I'm spending the summer travelling with my parents but

I'm really looking forward to seeing you again. At the moment I'm in Ireland,

where I have also bought your present, but next week I'm going to be at the

Burrow, I hope you'll be there too.

Your present is a book that is really very interesting

and I really think you should have read it, because sometimes it's really very useful.

As I already said before, I hope that we will meet soon,

Love Hermione

And again, not a single word about Voldemort. Harry was already used to it,he knew that Hermione couldn't write something about him because the owl could be intercepted. But Harry had thought, now, as the ministry knew about Voldemort's return, it would change. He knew that he was still being guarded, but he hadn't seen any member of the order of phoenix in the whole summer. He didn't even know if he wanted to see any of them, but he knew that he didn't want to go to headquarters at all.

He took the package that Hermione had sent him, he was quite sure that it was Hogwarts, a History, Hermione had wanted him and Ron to read it ever since their first year at Hogwarts and they have never read it, but when he opened the package he found an other book in it. Protection against Dark Art Spells. Harry wasn't sure what to think of the book, they had Defense Against the Dark Arts at school, but maybe Hermione was right buying him a book like this one, who knew what kind of teacher they would get this year. He wanted to start reading it straight after having opened the other parcels.

He went to Pigwidgeon and took his letter. of course it was from Ron.

Dear Harry,

First, I wanted to wish you a happy birthday. Second thing, I wanted to invite you

to come here to the Burrow. I don't think that you're enjoying your time at the

Dursley's very much. Hermione is coming too next week.

Fred and George are sending you the sweets, they said that they have just invented them, I heard them calling it Gabbling Gummybears, so be careful when you decide to eat them. I shall also send you love from Ginny and greetings from Mom, Dad, Charlie and, you wouldn't guess it, Percy. He came 3 weeks ago and apologized(I shall tell you from him that he sorry about the things he said about you,too). Dad is happy having his third son back, and Mom is so glad that she is cooking every

day one of Percy's favorite menus.

Ginny is prefect too and Mom is of course sooo proud of her("The fifth prefect in the family"

while Fred and George didn't stop teasing her.

Mom asked Dumbledore if it was okay if you came to the Burrow and he said that you

could go there if you wanted. So, if you want, please come!

I hope you have use for your present, it's a dreamcatcher and as its name says, it catches the bad dreams.

I'm waiting for your answer about you wanting to come or not, till then,

Good-bye Ron

Harry looked at the dreamcatcher. He had heard of it before, Aunt Petunia had once wanted one, because all of her friends had one, but Uncle Vernon forbade her buying one, because it had something to do with magic.

If it could stop Harry dreaming of Sirius dying again and again, Harry would be glad, but of course he knew that this ridiculous thing couldn't help him.

One of the two owls from Hogwarts carried a letter from school and a list of the books Harry would need for his sixth year at Hogwarts.

So there was an owl left, Harry thought that it was from Hagrid, who had given him something for his birthday since Harry was eleven.

He opened the letter which smelled much like Hagrid and his hut.

Dear Harry,

Wish you a happy birthday.You're sixteen now, but I remember you as a one-year old baby as if it was yesterday.

Am looking forward to seeing you again, when school starts again.

Make efforts with my little brother, he's a good boy, he is even allowed to sleep in my hut now.

Hope you're having a good summer and the muggles treat you right.

Your present is a talisman, I think you don't have one and everyone needs one

See you at school,

All the best,

Hagrid

Hagrid was right. He had never had a talisman and because of that Harry decided to keep it always with him He took the little package and began to unwrap it. There was a dark brown strap with a silver locket on it. On the locket was a picture of an eye and on its back was a sentence written, but as it was in Latin, Harry would ask Hermione what it meant, she would surely know it. As he touched the talisman, a warm feeling went through his body. After having put it around his right arm for several times as a bracelet, he suddenly felt liberated.

As Dumbledore had allowed him to leave the Dursleys now, Harry decided to go to the Burrow. And as he had nothing else to do, he began to pack. After putting some of Dudley's old clothes into his trunk, he stopped. Surely he wouldn't be allowed to go to the Burrow alone, so he had to wait until someone came to pick him up. So he wrote a letter to Ron in which he told him that he would really like to come but he didn't know how to get there. He sent Pigwidgeon away and hoped that the owl would arrive soon at the Burrow.

In the evening Harry was surprisingly visited by Tonks.

"Hi Harry, haven't seen you for a long time. (which was not entirely true, because she had surely been his guard sometimes in the weeks Harry had been at Privet Drive, so she had seen him, even if he had not seen her) I'm here to pick you up and bring you to the Dursleys. Have you already packed?"

"Hi Tonks, I'm sorry, I haven't packed, I didn't think that I could leave that soon."

"Oh, it's no problem-pack!"

She waved her wand and the trunk began to pack itself with Harry's things.

"How are we going to travel? Flying again?", Harry asked hopefully, he hadn't been flying for several weeks now and he really missed it.

"No, sorry, as we aren't going to the headquarters, only to the Burrow, so we can travel by floo, the fireplace has been connected to the network for a couple of hours. So are you ready?"

"Yes, I think I've got everything", Harry said and took Hedwigs cage.

"Locomotor trunk", Tonks said and they went downstairs, where Harry had to explain hinself to the Dursleys.

It seemed to Harry that Uncle Vernon recognized Tonks from the last year when she and some other wizards had come to pick up Harry too, because he didn't say anything at all.

"Okay, I'm going to leave,Tonks, do you have the floo powder?"

"Oh yes, I have it in my bag, wait a minute......it must be somewhere in it......oh,I hope I haven't forgot it......oh here it is."

She held out a little bag and Harry took some powder out of it.

"Well, goodbye."

The Dursleys said nothing at all, so Harry stepped into the fireplace and shouted "The Burrow".

Soon after he was gone, Tonks followed him and they both landed in the Weasly's fireplace.

"Harry, hi, it's a good thing that you could come so soon, isn't it?" Ron greeted Harry.

"Hi Ron, yes I'm quite happy that I could come here, it was a terrible to live with them as always, even though they didn't do anything bad to me."

Before Ron said anything else, he hesitated. Harry wasn't sad at all. Ron's mother had warned Ron that Harry might not be very talkative and he might be sad and angry cause of Sirius' death, as he had been at the end of the last schoolyear, but now it seemed to Ron that Harry had changed.

He heard Tonks and his mother talk in low tones, so he supposed that they were talking about something that concerned the order.

"Oh Harry, hi, I didn't know you would come so soon, welcome at the Burrow,"

Harry turned round and saw Percy comig into the room after Ginny. It was a strange experience for Harry to see the person who had called him a liar pretending that this had never happened, but strangely Harry didn't mind.

"Hi Percy, oh and Ginny, how are you two? I'm really glad to stay here, it's so horrible to stay with the people I' said to be related. Ginny, I've heard you're prefect now too, my congratulations"

Now it was Ginny's turn to look puzzled, obviousy she remembered that Harry's mood had been quite different the last time they met.

"Harry, good to see you. Have you already tried our um...sweets?" Fred or George or whoever it was asked, with the usual smirk on his face.

"Hi you two, no, I haven't tried it yet, how is the shop running?"

"Fabulous, but tell us how it tasted, when you've eaten it."

Now Mrs Weasley turned towards Harry

"Harry, my dearest, it's lovely to see you, it will be best if you and Ron take your things upstairs and then come down to eat in a few minutes. Tonks, you're surely staying for dinner, aren't you"

So Harry and Ron went upstairs without waiting for Tonks' answer.

"So, how are you?" Harry asked while putting his trunk on the bed that had been put into Ron's room for the time Harry would stay with the Weasley's.

"Well, I'm fine, but how about you? Oh, I nearly forgot to tell you, Malfoy is out of prison, the other Death Eaters of course, too."

"It was clear that they would be out of Azkaban soon. As there are no more Dementors guarding them, it would have surpised me if they were still in prison."

And again Ron was surprised by Harry's reaction.

"So Hermione is coming next week?"

"Yes, I suggest we go to Diagon Alley when she has arrived."

"Good. Have you heard anything of the others?"

"Well, Dean Thomas was here for a few times, you know, 'cause of Ginny, he said Seamus is of course in Ireland, watching erery single Quidditch game the Irish National Team plays. I suppose Neville is still staying with his grandmother. And he told me Cho Chang isn't dating Michael Corner any more. Seems to me that that girl doesn't know what she wants." Ron said, hoping that Harry would tell him if he had still feelings for Cho.

Harry caught the hopefully look that Ron gave him, and as the redhaired boy didn't say anything else, he didn't know what to say.

"What is?"

"Nothing, I just thought that you maybe still like her, and as she doesn't have a boyfriend at the moment..."

"Forget it Ron, I won't date her anymore, you have to know, after getting to know her, I can't fancy her in the way I used to do any more, I'm a bit a bit disappointed of the way she is. I think I simply liked the illusion I had of her."

"So this might be a problem. Are you totally sure? Sure you don't want to date her again?"

"Yes, I'm sure, but Ron! What's the matter with you? Why do you keep asking me that?"

"Well, it's just because Dean said that Seamus said that Antony Goldstein said that Michael Corner said that Cho said that she still had feelings towards you and that cause of this she can't date Michael anymore."

"Wow, that's...unexpected, but NO, it doesn't change anything."

"Okay, I just wanted to make sur..."

Suddenly there was a soft knock on the door. Then the two of them heard Ginny say:"Ron, Harry, dinner is ready."

Harry enjoyed the dinner with the whole Weasley-family very much, for the first time in several weeks, he had not thought of Sirius for many hours.

After dinner the two boys went to Ron's room again, while the rest of the family stayed in the kitchen.

The twins talked about Harry, so that everyone in the room could hear them.

"...and I think he ate one of the Gabbling Gummibears, for he has talked so much in the last hour, I think he has never talked that much!"

Molly Weasley seemed to have listened to their conversation, as she said:" Oh, leave him alone, I think it's good that he isn't thinking of Sirius too much."

Then Arthur Weasley looked up from his newspaper and joined the conversation.

"Yes, it's true; he was very talkative this evening, though Tonks said that he had always looked very sad in the past weeks, she had often guarded him."

"Maybe he's just enjoying being among people who like him."

"Well, however it is, it's time to go to bed for you, Ginny"

"But mum, I still have holidays..."

"Ginny, BED!"